"A cool science experiment date?" I say, lighting up, even if it's off the table because of the aforementioned Spagehtti Western-ness. "Man, did you have me pegged."

Which, I mean, I'm pretty open about it, but there was thought there. Kind of an interesting thing about the gender roles we're not worrying about -- because obviously -- is that in Peter's memories, he kind of mostly did that, because that's where the expectation is. But here I am, going along for the ride.

A little fun, a little strange. I wouldn't say off-putting. But maybe I'll get the next one, if it turns out a next one is an actual thing. We'll see.

"Okay, now, don't tell me. Mid-afternoon, weather permitting... if we're robbing a train car, I dressed all wrong. Also I have moral qualms."